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... gwei without a trace of guilty conscience.

The two of them went to the study. Yuan Hongwei asked her to draw a simple painting and answered a bunch of questions, but the conclusion reached was that there was no him except paranoia, possessiveness, and violent love. Think of the dual character.

This made Yuan Hongwei finally relieved, and then led her downstairs.

Luo Liyan looked at his back, and in fact felt that they were protecting Le Bainan in this way. They hadn't been a ...

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